It was 2 years ago probably in May I saw a bright orange sign two streets before my road. I was perplexed by this sign because there never was any construction which popped up. This sign stayed in its spot until after my second husband left me with a gutted out home. It was then I came to the realization it wasn’t a physical rough road ahead but a spiritual one.
I was devastated on June 19th of 2019. My father had passed away. My mom was already in heaven. My kids were grown. I was empty and living in a emptied out house. No walls. No floors. Just a toilet and a shower with absolutely no privacy. I was exposed both in the natural and in my emotions.
As I stared at the emptiness around me I had a choice to make. Sure I cried. I screamed. Probably stomped my feet. I was acting as if I was defeated. Then I heard a small voice say, “This was not your fault. You did nothing wrong.” It was in that moment I decided to forgive and move forward despite my circumstances. Paul said in Philippians to be content in all circumstances and I was going to do my best!
Now, there is a significance to the date of June 19, it is the last day of spring. The next day is a new beginning, a new season. I knew God was going to turn this around, He always has. God has been the one constant in my life. So I began to pray. I walked around the house and declared His goodness. I prophesied to the absent walls. And I forgave over and over and over each time I got angry. I sang worship music. I wrote scriptures in the rafters. I was believing God with all that was within me.
Fast forward to 2021. It has been 2 years. I have walls. I have a tub and bathroom sink. I have counter tops and a kitchen sink. I have some ceiling and drywall in place. God has been moving on my behalf but we are at a standstill again. Looking for answers to our next move knowing God can do great things.
I want to highlight the 19th again. This was meant to be a day of mourning. The enemy wanted me to feel defeated on the anniversary of that day. He wanted me to remember the pain year after year. God however had different plans for that date in my life. He wanted to turn ashes in to beauty and how He accomplished it just blows my mind.
Long story short, God connected me with a man of God. A man who truly is following after God’s heart. Someone who takes everything before the Lord and spends time in His presence. A man who God would use to turn the ugliness of June 19th, 2019 into the most beautiful memory. And neither of us realized the significance of the day until the Lord revealed it to me.
On June 19th, 2021, there was a wedding proposal which took place. (After great delay in obtaining the ring) A relationship God ordained became a new beginning for me and a true turning of ashes into a beautiful memory which blots out what the enemy meant for harm.
So now we start down a new beginning with expectation and hope. House isn’t finished yet but we are trusting God to move on our behalf. We are believing for a miracle. On October 9th, 2021 we will walk by faith as husband and wife into a new beginning tailor made for us by God Himself.
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Praise God for His Promises.